Bombay Mixx

Bombay Mixx - Chapter Three - Part Four

Mondays always come around so fast, especially when you’re waking up to a Prodigy poster in your face at 6.30am.

As I walked to the bathroom, I could smell a nice English breakfast which immediately sent me drifting downstairs. ‘Morning darling, I thought you might need a hearty breakfast to start your day. You look like your wasting away so get your laughing gear around this.’ My mum laughed as she sat me down and poured a nice hot cup of tea into my favourite mug.

As she sat beside me, I wondered how she was really coping inside but instead of pressing her, I enjoyed the hearty feast and reminded her what a wonderful woman she was.

The Tube ride to work gave me a chance to think about what I was going to say to Angus after I hung up on him last night.

Unfortunately, I couldn’t think of a good enough excuse and by the time I thought about saying my battery died and I didn’t have a chance to charge it, I didn’t realise I was in the office, at my desk and he was looming towards me. ‘Morning Nita. Has Ann told you I am out all day so you’ll need to take all my calls as the voicemail will not be adequate?’ he asked officially.

‘Where was he going?’ I thought as I hadn’t seen any meetings in his diary. ‘She didn’t tell me as I’ve just got in but that isn’t a problem. Going anywhere nice?’ I quizzed. ‘Just a presentation with some potential investors, nothing fun,’ he responded coolly as he walked away and headed into his office with no mention of last nights phone call.

I decided to try and email him before he went so I quickly typed an apology, added the lie about the battery dying and suggested I cook a meal tonight and meet him at the flat later.

Luckily, he got the email in time but responded, ‘it’s fine. You have a lot to deal with at the moment so I understand. I will be busy tonight with the kids so we’ll have to do it some other time,’ and that was it!

‘OMG, I only hung up on him, so what’s his problem? There wasn’t even any kisses at the end of the email like usual. He must be really angry!’I pondered as my telephone started ringing.

It was Amelia and I couldn’t hide my happiness to hear her voice. ‘Oh Meli, how are you? Are you back? I’ve missed you so much,’ I squeaked as she tried to get a word in.

She confirmed that she was back in the apartment and told me some gossip about someone finally buying the two top floor flats, so we agreed to meet for lunch today and she promised to spill the beans on what is going on with Geron.

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It was great to see Amelia after the week I’d had, and she looked glowing. ‘Babe, it’s so good to see you,’ she squealed as she gave me a big hug. ‘It’s good to see you too hun,’ I responded as we sat down and started on the bottle of red, which she had already ordered in preparation for the magnitude of gossip we had for each other.

As we ordered our starters and main courses, I allowed Amelia to start as I was desperate to know how Geron could cheat on her and who with. ‘Well firstly hun, my mum and dad said to say hello to you and the family and they hope your ok,’ she started as I choked back the wine when I felt the tears coming, as a flash of having two Christmas’s sprang to my mind (one in the family home with my mother and her new speed dating toy boy and one in a dingy flat with my dad and his insane ex-wife).

I managed to hold back the tears and just nodded as she continued, ‘Ok, so Geron’s injuries were not life threatening as he proceeded to call me every second of the day and send, what seemed like all the roses in London to my parents house, everyday. I got sick of it, so I agreed to meet him at the café round the corner from mum and dad’s. You know, the one with them little coconut pastry that you love with the hazelnut cappuccino?’

I started to get distracted thinking about those beautiful, light cakes and deliciously sticky pastries in the shop window until I realised there were was a bigger issue at hand and I was dragged back to reality. ‘Errr, they were gorgeous but bigger picture here, Amelia?’ I laughed.

The starters came and after the waiter brought some more still water, Amelia resumed, ‘he looked well but he did have bags under his eyes so I bet he wasn’t sleeping much. I didn’t say anything to him cos I wanted to hear what excuses he had so he just jumped right into it and told me that he hadn’t cheated but he did have something to tell me but he hoped it wouldn’t get in the way of our relationship as he made the decision to do it when he had just met me but we weren’t serious about each other then.’

I hated it when Amelia had something important to tell me because she never got to the point straight away so as I hung on her every word and enjoyed a refill of the second bottle of red wine the waiter silently slid onto our table, along with more water…

She let it out…

‘He’s having a baby with Elisa!’ she announced as I spat out my wine in shock.

The restaurant was quite full and as the other diners looked at my spitting display, I quickly dried my mouth, looked around to give an embarrassed smile and started my interrogation. ‘HOLD ON! You mean his Charlize’s girlfriend? That’s insane! I thought she was a lesbian? Is she bisexual now? I thought you thought he was having an affair with Charlize? Were they having a threesome? I’m so confused.’

Amelia shook her head as the waiter came to collect our empty plates, asked if everything was to our liking as he looked at my colour drained face and gaping mouth.

We just nodded and Amelia continued the story, ‘Charlize and Elisa are still very much together and are engaged to be married but they wanted to have a child and what better way than to ask Charlize housemate who has just started a relationship with someone he now wants to marry and settle down with?’

I couldn’t believe what I was hearing!